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  elevate
Posted by: VeloJello - 09-13-19, 08:54 PM - Forum: The Summits - No Replies

Gawain the Type:Null (Battle Armor Ability).
Knights of Avalon (Castellan).
Affected RPers: N/A.

Oversized claws grip and even dig into hard earth and ice with ease. Chitinous paws repel the sting of jagged stones, repulsing everything from pebbles to sword-sharp rock. Stiff, bulky armor insulates the body beneath from the chill winds that threaten to swallow up the pink-and-white form doggedly pushing through them. As his breath warms the helmet encasing his front, Gawain thinks that he might have found a decent use for this form at last.

The recent earthquakes have left the first Castellan of Mautte a little shaken. He’s never experienced this phenomenon before, the trembling and cracking of the earth below his paws. He’s decided to go on a journey, seeking cause or consequence from the quakes, if such things exist.


However, at the moment, all Gawain can see is black stone and white snow. The ledge he's on is wide, and being lower down on the mountain, there isn't much snow on it. It's as good a place to rest as any. Gawain lays down to catch his breath, his forelegs tucked beneath his chest, the thin membrane of his tailfin lifted above the stone so that the cold doesn't leach into it.


  Individual RP: K'sariya [Enigma Ruins]
Posted by: VeloJello - 09-10-19, 01:33 PM - Forum: Individual Pokemon RP - No Replies

1.

Dawn shines over the Enigma Ruins, with blue-gray clouds smeared over deep gold light like paint on a canvas. Distant rain turns the horizon soft, so that the colors drip together at the edges. Below, trees sway in the wind, throwing back the light in shimmers of bright amber. It’s a beautiful morning.

So thinks Margo Sterling looking down from sixty meters up, the only thing between her and the vast stretch of empty air being Mist, the Pelipper on whose back she’s laying, clinging to a lightweight harness. The view is absolutely incredible, and Margo drinks in the serene familiarity, because she has no idea what’s coming next. Mist is carrying her to the Enigma Ruins, where abnormal is the norm and the terrain can shift at a moment’s notice. It’s funny, Margo thinks as she watches Mist’s feathers shift to catch the winds. She’s been spending more time hopping through dimensions than in the Park proper, lately.

On the plus side, Margo doesn’t really have to come up with any sort of agenda for her Trainer today; the Enigma Ruins will no doubt have their own, unintelligible design. Instead, she’s free to drink in the beauty of the day, and reflect on the Trainer she’ll be escorting through the Ruins today.

Finch. It’s an unassuming name for a person who’s travelled the Park in the company of a Lugia. Curiously, Finch didn’t list the Lugia - Zenith, Margo thinks they’re called; the fact that she can remember the nickname of one of Finch’s Pokemon is proof positive of the reputation they’ve made for themself - on their team registration form. They’re actually bringing an unevolved Pokemon along, which is even more unusual. Most long-time, established Trainers keep their young Pokemon back from battles that might involve a full-grown one. Finch probably has a reason, but Margo is going to have to make sure to keep an eye out, just in case. The Pokemon in the Engima Ruins sometimes play a little rougher than those in the rest of the Park.

And things might be even more complicated by the Region Spray that Finch is bringing with them. The Type Repellents make conceptual sense - certain types of Pokemon are more affected by certain stimuli than others, it’s as simple as that - but Margo has no idea how in the world these new Region Sprays are being made. She suspects they alter the Enigma Ruins’ teleportation rather than attracting specific Pokemon species, but her main concern is that things stay safe, regardless of how these weird chemistry experiments actually work.

Mist lets out a low caw; Margo looks up and out, following Mist’s gaze. In the distance, she can pick out a few details - a hilly field, with one hill terminating abruptly in a steep gray rise of stone carved into a curved arch, which fades into deep black shadow below. Surrounding this arch is a herd of Deerling and Sawsbuck, grazing peacefully. Margo sighs. She’d rather not spook the Pokemon, but there’s not exactly another place to land.

“Draw in slowly,” Margo says. “Give them time for at least one of them to see or hear you, and then the rest of them will take off.” Mist agrees with another quiet caw, then begins her descent proper, circling widely around the herd to ensure that they have plenty of time to notice her. Sure enough, one of the Sawsbuck raises their ears, lifting their half-green, half-red-horned head to look up at the strange Pokemon descending toward them. They let out a loud bleat and take off bounding across the field; the rest of the herd scatters in seconds. This would be good for Margo and Mist were it not for the fact that one of the Deerling takes off directly into the archway, running headlong into the Enigma Ruins.

“Oh, crap,” Margo mutters, hopping off of Mist as soon as the Pelipper hits the ground. The little fawn could wind up nearly anywhere, and Margo can’t go in until Finch arrives. Five minutes, she decides. She’ll give Finch and their coutarie five minutes; if they don’t show by then, she’ll go in and make sure the Deerling didn’t get stuck at the top of Mt. Oktori or something.

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  Espero -:- Beneath the Mask
Posted by: After - 09-09-19, 09:55 PM - Forum: Accepted Characters - No Replies

[Image: ztYK9Cf.png]
-:- E S P E R O -:-

Age: Young adult

Personality: Espero is a rather easygoing and tranquil soul. For one, he values his quiet and solitude. Time for observation and introspection is time well spent, and it's not unusual to find him on the fringes of a gathering, watching and listening and learning. However, he doesn't have any issues with actually interacting and is typically quite cordial when doing so. He has a subtle playful side, an inquisitive streak, and a genuine eagerness to help others.

On the whole, Espero maintains a very go-with-the-flow type of attitude. He's comfortable in a wide range of situations, and his exceptional memory helps his adaptability. Aside from seeing others in pain, it's hard to make him flustered or get an extreme reaction out of him. The connections he makes are very dear to him, and he takes great effort to keep them intact.

Yet, in the right circumstances, Espero can be vengeful, dispassionate, and relentless. His memory is equally good for keeping score when he (or someone else) has been slighted or wronged, and he'll enact his own brand of retribution if he feels it's necessary - though to what cost is a line that has yet to be tested.

History: Has a vague sense that he may have been someone with a fair amount of importance, but as to what position he may have held - and whether for good or ill - he can only guess. Standing tall and moving with confidence comes as naturally to him as slinking silently in the shadows, and the possible implications weigh on him greatly.


Available Forms: 1

Species: Zoroark
Gender: Male
Form Type: Imported (Starter)
Ability: Illusion - Once per thread, Espero may adopt the appearance of a chosen player character (and any items they have) within his line of sight at the time. This can happen at will and appears as if Espero transformed directly into that character. He can't actually use their items or their moves/abilities, only his own. Typically the illusion is broken if/when Espero is touched or dealt damage. However, illusions of ally characters will persist after one hit, then break with more. Switching forms will break Illusion regardless of contact/ally status.

[ Ally character conditions: this aspect is bond-based. Espero must have a friendly/positive relationship with the character and have completed 15 posts with them for it to apply. ]

Appearance: Espero stands at about the same height as an average Zoroark with much of the same lithe build, though his coloration is where his appearance differs further. Much of his fur is darker than usual, being a somewhat purple-tinted dark gray. His red facial markings are the same as a typical Zoroark's, but pale silver fur runs along his bottom jaw and the sides of his muzzle, stretching down his neck and torso. Tufts of longer fur grow out along the sides of his face, and a clump of short red hair hangs above his stone gray eyes. On the tips of his ears and from his lower legs down to his feet, his main fur coloring darkens to black.

Lastly, the bead in his hair is gold-colored rather than the usual teal - though evidently it isn't made of actual gold, as it's harder to damage. Currently it is smooth and polished, unmarred by any scratches, and Espero takes lengths to maintain this state as much as possible.

Clan: None yet
Residence: None yet
Inventory: Empty

Post tracker and ally tracker TBA


  aqua affinity ii // seiro & mizuka
Posted by: W32Coravint - 09-09-19, 08:43 AM - Forum: Lucent Bay - Replies (5)

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The Vaporeon swims as quickly as she can. She doesn't quite know how far it is to shore, but the water around her seems to get shallower faster than she realized, until she can almost touch the ground beneath her feet.

And so, with one final check to make sure Seiro is still following her, Mizuka jumps out of the water and lands, with a flourish, onto the sand. Immediately, she's almost forced out of control by a personality she didn't even know existed. But she manages to hold it back, showing no signs of transformation just yet.

"So, I suppose this is where we part... hmm? I believe the others will want control soon."


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  everybody was diamond mining
Posted by: W32Coravint - 09-08-19, 08:23 AM - Forum: Shimmering Caverns - No Replies

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Rinna walks through the cave, not yet having made it very far from the entrance to the caverns. Unsure of where to go, she'd decided to take shelter from an incoming storm in a nearby cave. The recent tremors had caused a cave-in not too far from the entrance, blocking off one path; she'd stayed near the entrance for now, hoping there would be no more ceilings caving in.

As she conjures a <i>will o' wisp</i> to light her path, her psychic senses detect thunderclaps coming from the entrance, though the dim light still shining in gives her some reassurance that at least she won't get stuck in here. The storm must be rolling in now in full force. She'll just hope nobody hostile comes in...

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  ❅ . ❄ * ⁎ ⦇frozen over - Copy (2)⦈
Posted by: W32Coravint - 09-08-19, 01:02 AM - Forum: The Summits - No Replies

[Image: glaceon.png]
Natalya the Glaceon - Snow Cloak


A pale blue quadrupedal figure climbs up to the snow-capped regions of the mountain. The blizzard would freeze any of the others to death, and so Natalya made sure to keep herself in full control as she kept climbing. She decides to take a rest on a flat area under an overhang. Night will fall soon, she notes, given that it is getting darker... or is that just the blizzard getting more intense?



She doesn't know, and at this point she wouldn't mind either of those options, as long as she didn't get caught in pitch black darkness. She simply curls up on the ground and tries to rest.



She doesn't actually sleep, of course, she can't sleep with the strong winds blowing in her ears; she just lies there. Perhaps someone will find her there.


  Dude... I'm still on a beginner run...
Posted by: sapahn - 09-07-19, 11:04 AM - Forum: Ranger Logs - Replies (1)

Joseph "Joe" Andersen
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Personality: An Ecruteak City native, Joseph Andersen made his mark on history by becoming the nineteenth Champion of the Kanto-Johto League. His reign was short-lived, however, as he failed to defend his title the following year. Which was okay because the limelight was a little too complicated. He likes things simple.

Joe complains a lot but works hard. He also tends to be a bit blunt, something that certainly wasn't doing him any favors during his championship days. He's confident in what he knows and he knows he loves Pokemon. His desire to continue his lifestyle with them led him to taking a job at the National Park as a Ranger. Of course, he's not sure what to expect, viewing the whole concept of being guided by another to capture Pokemon a bit ridiculous compared with his prior journey alone.

Description: His year sitting on the throne left him with a few extra pounds on his otherwise lanky figure. Keeping with his laidback personality, the only "accessorizing" Joe does to his standard issue Ranger uniform is roll up the sleeves of the red jacket, worn over a black shirt and pants. He also opts not to wear the red-and-black beret over his short, unkempt ginger hair. He hates long sleeves and head gear. Simple.

Pokemon Natures:
Lizzy (Dragonite) - Sassy
Bella (Conkeldurr) - Calm
Mia (Muk-Alolan) - Lonely
Silkie (Metapod) - Rash
Dirk (Phanpy) - Serious
Angel (Cofagrigus) - Modest


Legend tracker: $0/$500,000


  Beginner Run: Cosmo (Ruined Palace)
Posted by: sapahn - 09-06-19, 07:43 PM - Forum: Beginner Pokemon RP - Replies (5)

Ranger Post #1

A low howl disrupted the stillness, accompanying the crisp breeze that brought life to the foliage lining the cobblestone path. Joe fumbled with the zipper on his red windbreaker, standard issue for the rangers of the park, before slipping off a black leather glove with a sigh of annoyance to close the jacket against the sudden chill. Sometimes it seemed to take summer long enough to warm up, yet fall wasn't hesitating at all to grace the island early: an arrival the former champ wasn't too happy to greet. Sheesh, how did he end up with this early of a shift, anyway? The darkness that veiled the gated courtyard of the Ruined Palace had yet to even begin receding to the dim orange glow of the sunrise. The old, weathered brick walls could barely be made out amongst the tall, spindly trees that surrounded the building. Once daylight would break, the structure would gleam with fabled history, reminding Joe of the two wondrous towers honored in his hometown of Ecruteak. The young ranger's surveying gaze stopped on a pair of glowing red eyes that broke the endless darkness, the light just strong enough to reveal a grin obscured by the gold casing around it.

"You enjoying this too, Angel?" Joe spoke, returning the Cofagrigus's cheerful expression with a pat on the Coffin Pokémon's head. "Feels like home, doesn't it?" The red glow flickered out of sight as Angel closed his eyes and gave off what could've almost been a purr made indiscernible as the sound reverberated against the inside of his golden body. "Don't cause too much trouble, okay?" Joe added, to which Angel responded with a nervous cackle and probably what Joe could only assume was a thumbs up as the ghost-type's translucent appendages blended seamlessly into the dark. With one more pat, he chuckled to his partner, knowing Angel was normally well behaved and didn't need to be told like that, but it was still fun to fluster the Cofagrigus from time to time.

But now it was back to business. Joe unhitched the bag hanging off his shoulder, the beret he refused to wear swaying haphazardly from a hook attached to the back. He procured a clipboard and flashlight from within, switching the light on to peruse the document. The form was particularly lacking in detail and even the answers that were filled in were done so in broken sentences, sometimes completely irrelevant to the question being asked yet close enough in one way or another that Joe figured it was due more to misunderstanding on his charge's part. This, along with the fact the entire thing was filled out almost illegibly by hand, led Joe to the conclusion the trainer he was meant to lead today must be a small child. Even so, shouldn't their parent or guardian have filled it out instead? They were coming with one, right? Even more unusual was the name. "Cosmo." Certainly not your everyday name and one that almost led Joe to believe he'd be dealing with a cartoon character, which should just be a laughable thought easily discarded. However, the attendant at the gate that handed him the form was forcing back chuckles and some of the other rangers seemed to give him knowing grins on the way out. Maybe he should've asked them what they knew before he came out here.

He stuffed the clipboard back into his bag and scanned the flashlight along the path to the deteriorated building. No use worrying about it now, and there were things he could do before the trainer arrived, which would probably still be a while anyway. Despite the shape of the building, the rangers took pride in keeping up the appearances of the different areas of the park for their visitors. Joe walked up to the doorway and grabbed a broom, proceeding to sweep loose dirt and pebbles from the walkway. He paused only to glance up at the gradually brightening sky for any hint of one of the park's carrier Dragonite, should the trainer have chosen to ride one here.


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  KINGSGUARD ;;
Posted by: K'sariya - 09-06-19, 12:55 PM - Forum: Wayward Cove - Replies (3)

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<div style="position: relative; padding: 10px 30px 30px 125px; text-align:justify; line-height: 1.5; z-index:1; font-size: 13px; font-family: tahoma;">She doesn't remember much except for waking to her limber body being tossed on the waves like a ragdoll, gasping for breath only to have the water rush in-- Long fingers splay as she swims wildly in whatever direction she believes is up, coughing hard when she gets lucky and finds the right direction in the chaos of it all. Another blasting wave drives her chest-first onto the black-sanded shore. The sand digs into her scales as she coughs and heaves and tries to breathe upon the ground. The thin golden chain's tendrils clink against her the glimmering disc fastened by a leather strap upon her shoulder.

Her head feels hazy. She blinks, looks around, and then unsteadily raises slim figure up above the reach of the water. The lizard's lip curls at the way the salt water stings in her nose, where the ferocity of the sea has caused her chain's piercing to dig into the flesh. Astyn looks around, searching. Being out in the open like this makes her skin crawl for reasons she can't place; she seeks the comforting shadows of the cliffs as she heads toward them.</div>

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  Diving Deeper (Seiro/Mizuka)
Posted by: MandL27 - 09-05-19, 12:08 PM - Forum: Brilliant Reef - Replies (8)

[Floatzel/Swift Swim]

Seiro had been swimming for quite some time now. The kelp growing along the seabed filled him up a lot more than he expected, keeping him from going hungry on this dive. He glances ahead every so often, making sure the Vaporeon in front of him doesn't slip out of his sight...though, now that the Floatzel thinks about it, that sounds like something Vaporeon could do without even trying.

Over the night, there was a rather loud rumbling sound from beneath Seiro. Could it have been an earthquake? Perhaps. He doesn't know.

As he dives deeper, he begins to see a brilliant glow light up the water beneath him. Coral of all colors and sizes is growing along the seabed, illuminating the deep water with enough light that one could think they were still near the surface.